An entry from my very old and dusty diary;13/09/06
Today I went to school with Shadiqah for the first time. My hands were cold and shaking throughout the whole bus ride. I cannot even look at him. At last he listened to his mp3 since I kept looking out the window and I didn't really talk to him. He was so scary. That was the scariest bus ride with a boy, ever!
Haha. Stupid. There are also other entries like for eg I wrote a swear to never ever take art as my subject comb for sec 3 because I really hated the teacher who made me do a stupid reflection just because I did not bring my art work. So much for an oath. Trust me to follow my so-called "heart".
Anyway,the weather has been beautiful recently. Pity my feet and nose disagree, since they couldn't really take too much of the chill. My nose has been a goo factory ever since it started to rain. I haven't touched a cigarette for a whole week can you believe it? Perhaps going cold turkey also played a part in my low immune system.
Just now, fyi, was the last prelim paper. It was POA and I have a 50/50 chance to pass. Keyword here is pass, because I always fail my POA. But idk, maybe in the end I am gonna fail terribly. Perhaps it's just wishful thinking. The only subjects that secures me would be English and Malay. Haha. Sad. What's next would be the groovy O. Wow even thinking about it makes me shudder. I'm always willing to shoot it. But at my current position, I will never be ready. I wonder what it'll be like if I'm still 7. Guess my life would be filled with cartoons and naps and playtime and playgrounds and sand in between my toes and very small innocent crushes where we always get to hold hands and never for a second our morals get questioned.
Guess things were so much better when we were young. Peter Pan is lucky though, that lad.